WET PAINTIt was a dark wintry night, when a belated traveller, in a lonely country district, found himself entirely lost as to his locality.He wandered aimlessly for some time, till at last he found himself against what he considered a signpost.All efforts to find out any name on the same failing, he climbed the post and read the words, "Wet paint."
WET PAINTIt was a dark wintry night, when a belated traveller, in a lonely country district, found himself entirely lost as to his locality.He wandered aimlessly for some time, till at last he found himself against what he considered a signpost.All efforts to find out any name on the same failing, he climbed the post and read the words, "Wet paint."
It was a dark wintry night, when a belated traveller, in a lonely country district, found himself entirely lost as to his locality.
He wandered aimlessly for some time, till at last he found himself against what he considered a signpost.
All efforts to find out any name on the same failing, he climbed the post and read the words, "Wet paint."